Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 33 Coveting Feng Jin's fate

At night, the candles flickered and the lanterns crackled. Green Yi took the scissors to cut the lanterns.

Her delicate figure is projected on the window screen, slender and graceful.

Feng Jin's heart moved, and he put down the book in his hand, "Come on."

Lu Yi looked at Feng Jin in surprise, "Your Majesty, these are the jobs of slaves, you can't..."

Feng Jin smiled, and took the scissors from her hand without saying a word.

She looked at herself graceful and graceful, her slender figure projected on the window screen, her every move was full of charm.

Feng Jin couldn't help curling her lips, people outside could see her figure through the window screen, she wanted to show it to someone, and hoped that he couldn't help but come back after seeing it.

She misses him!

Feng Jin cut the lanterns for half an hour, and just cut them back and forth, so that the green clothes were confused, and Wuming still did not appear.

Feng Jin threw away the scissors in frustration, and slumped on the beauty's couch, flipping through the book, feeling troubled and uneasy, and couldn't read any words in the book.

In the end, Feng Jin simply threw away the book, and lay down on the beauty's couch thinking about his own thoughts.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty? You look very bad."

The green clothes asked Aunt Zhong in a low voice, and Aunt Zhong glanced at Feng Jin who was on the beauty's couch, and said in a low voice, "Don't ask too much about master's affairs, and don't meddle too much."

Lv Yi pouted, and said a little bored, "Then what can we do?"

Aunt Zhong glanced at Lv Yi meaningfully, "We will do whatever Master asks us to do."

The two were talking in a low voice, Feng Jin's somewhat lonely voice came from behind the veil, "Stand back, I don't need you to wait on me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The door was gently closed, and the room fell silent.

Feng Jin sighed faintly, nestled on the beauty's couch and slowly closed his eyelids.

Half-dream and half-awake, it felt like someone had turned in through the window without a sound. Feng Jin woke up with a jolt, and turned around in surprise, "Wu Ming, you're back!"

Faced with that equally handsome and stern face, but obviously unfamiliar, Feng Jin's face suddenly turned cold, "Who are you?"

The visitor was the same as Wuming, in his early twenties, dressed in black, looked like a dark guard, and had a good appearance, but he was not Wuming!

Especially when he stared at her, Feng Jin didn't like that stunning and explicit look in his eyes!
Different from Wuming looking at her, there is desire in this man's eyes, the undisguised desire of a man for a woman.

"If you dare to stare at me again, I will have your eyes gouged out immediately!"

Feng Jin said coldly.

The man's heart froze, he immediately withdrew his amazed gaze, lowered his head, and said respectfully, "The leader called the subordinates down!"

Hearing that it was Wuming who asked him to come, Feng Jin's anger dissipated a little, but her tone was still cold, "What did he ask you to come for?"

"He asked his subordinates to report two things to His Majesty."

"Say!"

"One, Pei Yu died of a sudden illness at dusk today."

Feng Jin frowned, so fast?Pei Xiu moved too fast!What a ruthless character, at least he is his younger brother, so kill him if you say so!

The man looked at Feng Jin with sparkling eyes from time to time, which made her very uncomfortable. If he hadn't been sent by Wuming, Feng Jin would have already gouged out his eyes.

"What about the second thing?"

"Second, the leader has already found the door of death and met the owner of the door of death, but the owner of the door refused His Majesty's cooperation and said that he would never step into the gate of the palace. If your majesty is interested in the door of death, he Instead, you can invite your majesty to go to the gate of death."

Seeing the dark guard saying 'go away', his face was a little uncomfortable, and his tone was a little hesitant, Feng Jin thought about it, "You went to the door of death with Wuming?"

The dark guard was startled, looked at Feng Jin in surprise, and praised, "Your Majesty knows things like a god."

Feng Jin didn't pay attention to his flattery, she saw all the small thoughts of this man, but she didn't expose him, "What's the original words?"

The dark guard was even more surprised. He glanced at Feng Jin cautiously, and said hesitantly, "The door master of the gate of death said: I heard that Her Majesty has a beautiful face and a graceful figure. I am not interested in cooperation, but I am very interested in Her Majesty." Interest, if Your Majesty cooperates sincerely, I will come to the Gate of Death, I will have a spring night with Your Majesty, if I am satisfied, cooperation is not impossible!"

Feng Jin's face suddenly sank, because she is a woman, everyone can speak lightly of her, Pei Xiu is like this, and so is the so-called master of the door of death!It's time to kill!

"What's the nameless reaction?"

"The leader didn't respond at all..."

Feng Jin's heart was so cold, did she really hurt his heart and make her no longer have a place in his heart?So, she is indifferent when she hears other men belittle her?

The hidden guard paused, and continued, "However, before leaving, the leader suddenly drew his sword and slashed the door owner of the Death Gate. He also said that if His Majesty hadn't kept the Death Gate useful, he would have killed him!"

Feng Jin's cold heart suddenly became warm, and a trace of sweetness grew from the bottom of his heart.

She suppressed the joy in her heart, and glanced at the dark guard lightly, "I know it all, you can step back."

The hidden guard didn't move, and looked at Feng Jin tentatively, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

Feng Jin's heart sank, but her expression remained calm. She turned her unclear eyes on the young and handsome face of the dark guard twice, "Do you want to stay and serve me?"

The dark guard's face was respectful, but his eyes did not conceal his desire, "If you can please His Majesty, I am willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty!"

"So, if I refuse to keep you, you are not willing to go through fire and water for me?"

Feng Jin's tone was indifferent, no emotion could be heard.

With a sound of 'Plop', the dark guard knelt down on one knee, with a panicked look on his face, "This subordinate has no such intentions, this subordinate just, just admires His Majesty, and wants to..."

"Take off your clothes!"

The dark guard raised his head in astonishment, Feng Jin's eyes were deep, unable to see any emotion, the dark guard's face was full of uneasiness, he didn't know whether he should obey or not.

Feng Jin was leaning halfway on the beauty's couch, her slender, white, snow-like fingers were entwined with strands of black silk, she played casually, her eyes slanted to the dark guard, her red lips opened and closed, unable to speak "Since you have recommended yourself to me as a pillow, I can't just keep you without a second word. Of course, I have to inspect the goods first. If you don't want to, then forget it."

The dark guard's face was filled with joy immediately, and he said repeatedly, "This subordinate is willing! This subordinate is willing to ask for it!"

Without further ado, he undid his belt, revealing his broad, muscular chest with well-defined muscles. Feng Jin's eyes were watery, and he glanced lazily and casually.

The secret guard stared nervously at the expression on Feng Jin's face, his voice was very excited, "Is Your Majesty still satisfied?"

Feng Jin's face was pale, and his voice was a little disappointed, "It's worse than Wuming."

The ecstasy on the face of the dark guard suddenly faded a lot. He rolled his eyes, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty will do other things. Feel free to give it a try. If you are not satisfied, you are willing to give it to me." Apologize to death!"

"Oh, really?"

Feng Jin seemed to be aroused by his words, his eyes lit up slightly, "What do you know?"

"Subordinates understand the skills of men and women."

"Is that so-"

Feng Jin glanced at him lazily and said nothing.

Just when the dark guard thought she was still dissatisfied and disappointed, Feng Jin finally said, "I'm a little tired today, not interested, come back tomorrow night."

That's it!

The dark guard resigned happily. Before leaving, he gave Feng Jin a fiery look. There was a faint smile on Feng Jin's lips, and a cold murderous look flashed in his eyes.

He jumped out of the window, couldn't hold back his ecstasy, hummed a ditty and returned to the dark guard camp. As soon as he reached the gate of the dark guard camp, he saw a person standing there with a cold face.

The dark guard panicked, and hurriedly said, "See the leader."

"She's happy with you?"

The dark guard was startled, and asked tentatively, "Does the leader know?"

Seeing Wuming was silent and his expression was cold, the dark guard couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat. He suppressed his panic, concealed the trace of calculation in his eyes, and hurriedly said, "This subordinate is only temporarily replacing the leader for a few days, and I don't dare If you have other ideas, please tell the leader—”

Before he could say the word Mingjian, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, followed by bloody light.

The dark guard clutched his neck, staring at Wuming with wide-open eyes, and slowly fell down, dying with regret.

Wuming wiped his body with the sword, wiped off the blood, and then slowly inserted the sword back into the scabbard.

Wuming looked at the entire dark guard battalion expressionlessly, and said in an extremely cold voice, "Since you are a dark guard, just do your duty as a dark guard! If there are people who are restless, whether you want to or not, this is what will happen to you." !"

The dark guard camp was quiet. After a long time, someone asked in a low voice, "If Your Majesty takes a fancy to a certain dark guard, you must favor him..."

"The same is death!"

Wuming looked around coldly and saw someone showing dissatisfaction, and said coldly, "If you are worried that His Majesty will take a fancy to you and kill you, then go to the eunuch's room and kill your life! Your Majesty will never take a fancy to you." A eunuch!"

Everyone trembled, subconsciously clamped their legs, and said in unison, "Don't worry, the leader, the subordinates will never dare to have half wishful thinking about His Majesty!"

In Feng Jin's bedroom, benzoin was burning in the censer, the fragrance was mild and made people drowsy, and a line of cigarette smoke went straight up.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the smoke thread was crooked.

Feng Jin was sleeping on the beauty's couch, her eyes were closed tightly, her breathing was slow and long, and the book in her hand had dropped to the ground.

A tall figure approached silently from behind her, with a cold light in his eyes, staring coldly at Feng Jin's back.

He slowly approached the beauty's couch, and squeezed Feng Jin's neck with his big hands.

Her skin is soft and delicate, in stark contrast to the rough skin in his palm. Feng Jin didn't wake up, the man's eyes turned cold, and the hand that was pinching her neck slowly tightened. As long as he exerted force, that slender and elegant neck will be twisted off.

(End of this chapter)